Book 3: Glitch in Nanny

[TerranV]

Hopefully Faith has a potential ally in this guy.

[Moon3ye]

6 minutes ago, TerranV said:

Hopefully Faith has a potential ally in this guy.

I would trust absolutely no one there.

You don't know how long these people have been trapped, enslaved, etc. and what torture they are subjected to.

He could tell Faith's new "mommy" anything if she comes out and says she still has her mind, just to be rewarded or maybe in the small desperate hope of getting free.

Torture, which the slaves are certainly subjected to, can break people and make them do anything not to suffer further torture.

[something101]

On 12/7/2021 at 9:58 AM, YourFNF said:

Whelp 30s of knowing these fuckers and I'm ready to give them the wall.....

Like fuck just take a company in and torch this whole place.

Bit off topic that gun looks almost like my edc 

[LittleFallenPrincess]

On 12/7/2021 at 3:56 PM, Moon3ye said:

I meant that more in the direction that Rose and Noelle use a spell that allows them to find other versions of themselves and maybe, for whatever reason, find the ones that are in danger first and that's why they show up by Faith and can save her, whereas it would make more sense that they find Morgan first because she is probably in more danger.

It'd be a miracle if Rose and Noelle somehow managed to find them both. Hate to spoil it, but they won't be showing up to rescue our poor Faith or Morgan...

Whilst all my stories are interconnected, I like to have them as their own individual stories. Crossovers are possible, but they won't be saving them anytime soon...

On 12/7/2021 at 3:58 PM, YourFNF said:

Whelp 30s of knowing these fuckers and I'm ready to give them the wall.....

Like fuck just take a company in and torch this whole place.

? This is just the beginning. I don't blame you though, I'd do the same.

On 12/7/2021 at 4:50 PM, TerranV said:

Hopefully Faith has a potential ally in this guy.

Hopefully!

On 12/7/2021 at 4:57 PM, Moon3ye said:

I would trust absolutely no one there.

You don't know how long these people have been trapped, enslaved, etc. and what torture they are subjected to.

He could tell Faith's new "mommy" anything if she comes out and says she still has her mind, just to be rewarded or maybe in the small desperate hope of getting free.

Torture, which the slaves are certainly subjected to, can break people and make them do anything not to suffer further torture.

But yeah, this. If they are seen helping poor Faith, they could be punished for helping her.

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 31: Tour

Glitch in Nanny - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

It had been a long day. After all the procedures done on me, all the travelling, and then being stuck in this nursery on this ridiculously comfortable mattress in the crib... I was knackered.

I wanted to explore, but the crib side was up and there was no way I’d be able to climb over, especially not now that I don’t have my legs working as normal.

I quickly gave up on the idea of figuring out my surroundings and lay down, resting my head on the soft pillow.

“I’ll... I’ll just have a quick rest... a rest... that’s all I need...”

My eyes quickly became heavy and I fell asleep in my new crib.

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“Wake her up. I want to show her around.”

I woke up somewhere new. I mean... it turned out I was only a few feet from where I fell asleep, but suddenly waking up in some butler’s arms scared the hell out of me.

“AHHHH!” I screamed.

“Oh dear. I see she’s awake. I hope you didn’t scare her too bad.”

I opened my eyes to see Anna and the servant from before.

“I think she’ll be okay Ma’am. She’s just coming to.” He reassured her.

“Check her diaper whilst you’re at it.”

‘Eww... diaper. I hate that word. So... American.’

The attractive guy reached down and pulled back my nappy as he was settling me into the stroller they had parked nearby.

“Her diaper is wet, no messes.” He informed Anna.

“Good. Keep her that way for now. She needs to get used to being wet.”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Now, whatever-your-name... follow close behind me with little Faith here. I want to give her the tour of the island...”

“Isn’t she regressed?” he asked.

“Yes, but I show ever new purchase the island. To remind them that they can’t leave, and that they belong to me. She’s no different. Even if she may not be able to understand it.”

“Yes Ma’am. I’ll be right behind you.”

“Good. Now no more questions, otherwise I’ll demote you.”

“Sorry Ma’am.”

“Right, come along.” She said, walking out of the nursery.

I looked at the guy as he buckled me in.

‘I don’t know your name. And it’s not like I can ask. So I’ll call you... Steve. You look like a Steve!’ I thought to myself, smiling a bit.

He saw the smile and waved at me, so I quickly waved back, in the most babyish way I could.

 

Pushing me out of the nursery, closely following behind Anna, the servant, who I was calling Steve for now, pushed me at a nice, leisurely pace. Not too bumpy, not too slow. But I figured he must not have much control over that, he had to keep close to her. But still, he managed to keep it a comfortable ride.

As we reached the end of the long hallway, the property opened up. I hadn’t had a good look before, but now I got a perfect chance to look around whilst Anna made up her mind as to what room she showed me first.

In the main hallway, there were literally dozens of doorways leading to other rooms. I saw no staircases, so it was most likely just a very large, single floor. But in this ridiculously large hallway, there were numerous paintings and sculptures, all being cleaned by staff.

I mean... I say staff, they were clearly slaves. They all wore matching collars. Even Steve had one on. All dressed like butlers and maids. Like really old, traditional maids and servants. Like in those period dramas they showed on the history channels.

It wasn’t just the servants that were old school, the design of the hallway also fit the profile of a classic building. Nothing art deco like in London, nothing even modern like you see in Tokyo or LA. This was stuff you’d see before the flood, before technology advanced so much that we ended up with the world as it currently is.

Lots of natural woods, patterned wallpaper... the place didn’t have a bit of concrete in sight. It was all brick, wood and furniture designed by people with bad taste.

Anna and William didn’t dress up like they were in one of those dramas, so I figured it must just be an interest for them, not a full time role or anything.

Plus I could see all the bits of tech dotted around the house. Little wireless boxes in the corners of the hallway, up where no one can reach them.

Modern phones and intercoms lined the walls, I assume so that Anna and William could get in touch with anyone at any time if they needed something. Maids used vacuum cleaners and modern cleaning supplies to keep the place looking perfect. Just little things like that reminded me that I hadn’t somehow magically been transported to an old Manor in England from before the flood.

What did surprise me though, was that there were absolutely no androids. Most rich people had at least one or two these days. They could follow basic commands like cleaning and stuff, which made them ideal. And I don’t know anything about the price of a person in this part of the world, but I assume it’s a lot more than an android. So why didn’t they just get some of those instead of keeping these people enslaved like animals?

I was brought out of my thoughts as the stroller suddenly started moving again.

“We’ll start with the west side first, I think. Then the east. Then we’ll finish up in the gardens to the north.” Anna had finally figured out the tour she was going to give me.

“Yes Ma’am.” Steve answered.

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And so she showed me the whole property.

Firstly, we entered a drawing room with enormous sofas and large cabinets full of expensive looking ornaments. A huge fireplace in the centre of the wall. It was definitely something special. Not that I’d get to spend much time here. Anna was making it clear that most of my time would be spent in the nursery.

The library was next. I have no idea how many books there are in here, but a lot were first editions. Anna made sure to tell me that. Books lined every single wall, along with all the rows in the centre of the room. You could read for years with the amount of material in this room. And I bet you, they’ve not even touched most of them. Which just made me feel sad. Books are rare to find these days, most information, whether it be factual or stories or whatever, was all read on a screen. This collection must be worth fortunes alone.

I saw gardens you only read about in books... swimming pools rivalling most of London’s in size... the list went on. It all started to blur a bit, she loved talking and it was starting to overwhelm me.

She did attempt to show me William’s office, but he quickly shooed us out, claiming he had important business.

I really wanted to go in the gaming room. Snooker, darts, board games, all classic stuff that was lost to time. You could maybe find a specialist who would craft them, but they weren’t readily available like they were way before my time. But looking in, I knew that I wouldn’t get the chance to try any of it. I had to keep up this act for the foreseeable future.

And just as we toured the beautiful gardens, I saw that this was its own private island, confirming my suspicions. It wasn’t part of a larger city, this couple were wealthy enough to have their own island built, just for them. Even if it was only a fraction of the size of a major city, it was still impressive. I could see out over the side, see the construction that kept this place afloat, very similar to what you’d see at the edge of London.

Which meant the only means of escape was by boat. One of theirs, most likely.

But just as I was thinking about how I could escape, Anna turned around and looked down at me.

“I’m sure we won’t need this. Your mind is melted, you’re too far regressed, but I have to be careful, just in case anyone tries to take you.”

As she said that, she wrapped something around my neck, and I heard it lock in place.

I couldn’t see what she had put on me, but I looked around at the other slaves and realised she had put a collar on me, just like theirs.

“This is more of a reminder for the other... workers... than it is for you hun. You step foot off this island, this collar will make you regret it. Not that you’ll be able to do anything about it at that point, it’ll have killed you. We’ve had a few runners in the past. As soon as they hit the water... zap! Waste of good help really, but we have to keep order.”

I saw the nearby servants flinch as she explained what would happen.

“And if you act up, or I just feel like it... you’ll get a less lethal, but still quite painful shock to your system. So behave. ALL OF YOU!” She screamed that least part to remind the rest of the maids working on the garden.

I had no idea how many people they owned, but I must have seen at least 20... maybe 30.

‘I wondered when I first got here why people hadn’t just fought back. This collar answers that question. Fucking barbaric. Fucking animals.’

Anna ordered Steve to return me to the nursery, as it was getting late. She told him to feed me one of the purple bottles, which he did. It filled me up enough so that I was no longer hungry, but it quickly made me drowsy, making me realise it was drugged.

And so I fell asleep again, for my first night in this hellhole.

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Anna never did change me that first day. So the next day I woke up with a terrible nappy rash. A lovely Spanish maid put some cream on me as she was changing me. I didn’t get her name either, but she was so soft and kind. Really maternal. Blonde.

Turns out Mrs Anna couldn’t be bothered changing me this morning, she had plans to work on.

And then as I was placed in the playpen... she didn’t turn up then, either. Nor when I was fed in a highchair by another one of her servants. In fact she didn’t show up all day. Neither did William, but I never expected him to.

I was just left alone most of the time, with the occasional friendly servant coming in to change me, feed me, or move me from the crib to the playpen.

I tried to enjoy the toys in the playpen, at the very least to keep up the act, but it was difficult. I couldn’t get into littlespace here, I couldn’t feel even the tiniest bit little around anyone here. So depression started setting in.

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Turns out the next day was going to be similar. And the next.

And whilst I wished I was doing something else, I quickly came to realise that those days where I’m alone are the days I should be hoping for.

Because today... today Anna had invited one of her friends around for tea. And that friend had their own little...

 

“Come on then stinkybutt...”

I turned around in the playpen, wondering who was talking to me like that.

I saw the chiselled jaw and knew instantly.

‘STEVE!’

“Come on then squirt, Lady Anna wishes you to join her and her guests in the drawing room. So... up you get!” he said as he lifted me out of the playpen and into his arms.

I know I’m small, but I was amazed that he could hold me like this without any difficulty.

He ignored the stroller, and for the first time in days, since being shown around, I was taken out of the nursery.

“Behave for Lady Anna and her guests... you really don’t want to upset any of them...”

He carried me down the hallways towards the drawing room, quickly knocking and waiting for a response.

“Enter.” We heard from the other side of the door.

Steve quickly entered and stood there in the doorway.

“Baby Faith, as you requested Ma’am.” Steve announced.

“Good. Now put her down over with little Daphne...” Anna said, pointing towards the floor near her.

I looked over to see two people I hadn’t met before. One was a darker haired, older woman. She was wearing a smart dress with lots of expensive looking jewellery; the other... well the other was someone I recognised. This was exactly what I was dreading.

Steve put me down next to the other little and she waved at me.

I waved back at the shell of the person I used to know. I mean... I didn’t know her personally. But I had seen her at many littles events. At some point she just stopped going to them. Reina and I wondered what had happened to her, and now I knew.

Drool ran down her chin onto her pink overalls that she wore.

‘She’s had her mind melted. Bastards!’

I don’t think Daphne was her actual name, but that’s the only name I had for her. So as Daphne tried to play along with me, I kept the act up and tried being babyish around her as I could feel the eyes of both rich women on us.

“D’aww, see! They’re getting along just fine.” Anna stated.

“I’m glad. How’s your new little one doing?” asked the older of the two.

“I... I honestly don’t see the fuss. I spent barely any time with her and I got bored instantly.”

“Already? Dear, you just treat them like actual babies.”

“But why? We not just get actual babies?” Anna asked.

“Because you can do what you like with these ones. I often get Daphne to do humiliating things. It’s fun!”

“I... I guess. I just can’t be bothered changing her all the time. Well... I’ve not actually changed her. I got excited at first, but then I changed my mind. The thought of having to clean up after someone like that... it’s degrading!”

“Some of the ladies enjoy it. But I agree with you, it’s disgusting. That’s why I don’t do it.”

“Then who does?”

“Daphne’s Nanny. The one waiting by the boat.”

“Nanny? Oh I didn’t think about that!” Anna’s face looked relieved.

“Oh Anna... get yourself a Nanny. Not another servant or anything, actually hire a proper nanny. It’s worth the money, I guarantee. They’ll look after your little one for you, and then you can just come in and play with them whenever you want. If you get one of the help to look after them... you end up with diapers like that...”

She pointed to my nappy, which I must admit, wasn’t the best fit right now.

“I suppose. Where do I look?” Anna asked.

“Try the big cities. I’m sure with the right incentive, you could convince one to move over here and look after your baby full time. And then you’ll never have to deal with used diapers again.”

“Thanks. I think I’ll take your advice. Maybe if I don’t have to worry about her being looked after, I can start to enjoy having her more when I want.”

‘Fucking great mother you are...’ I thought to myself as Daphne drooled on my arm.

It took every ounce of control to not be icked out by this, so I casually rubbed the drool-covered arm on Daphne, pretending to play wrestle with her.

 

I had to keep the charade up for another hour, listening to them whilst playing with Daphne. I kept one ear open to their conversation, hoping that I’d be able to pick up bits of information that may help me, but it was all rubbish. Just rumours about their friends, what guys they’re using to cheat on their husbands, that kind of stuff.

Thankfully, both of them seemed to have had enough of each other, so the older woman called for the Nanny to come and collect Daphne.

Anna called Steve to collect me.

A few minutes later, Steve came and picked me up, walking me out of the room.

I waved at Daphne, not that it mattered. She was too far gone.

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Two more days passed. And this is when I realised that being alone in the nursery was better than being around Anna. It was peaceful, relaxing... I mean sure, I couldn’t get into littlespace, and it was miserable, but at least I didn’t have to put up with that... monster.

But then that morning, as I was getting changed by that lovely Spanish girl in the maid uniform that had changed me on my second day, someone burst through the doors of the nursery.

It was Anna.

“Good news... I found a Nanny. She’ll be here tomorrow! So you... whatever your name is... you’re to take care of her until then. When Faith’s new nanny arrives, you’re to go back to your regular duties, understood?”

“Yes Ma’am.” The maid gave a weak smile and nodded.

And with that outburst finished, Anna left the nursery again.

 

 

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[Sarah Penguin]

New nanny will be perry the platypus in disguise.

[Moon3ye]

I hope no one feels offended now but with this whole slave number, with shock collars and deadly shocks during the escape, I'm the only one who thinks: Yes, for this you could only take Americans, no one else I would trust such an arrogant behavior.

I am really curious how they will escape from the island or if they will escape at all.

Honestly this is a private island if Faith somehow manages to get Evie there and maybe Morgan is still alive and gets there too you could kill these two rich Americans and they keep the island.

Free the slaves let them go home or stay there, just under better conditions, I assume that when the two people are dead Faith somehow manages to get access to the money and cause a lot of chaos.

I'm worried that as long as Faith has been there (about a week until the nanny arrives) the damage to her legs could be long term.

I kind of hope that the nanny is Evie, that would be really exciting.

Morgan has freed herself and found the ad and sends Evie there or brings her there.

 

[TerranV]

51 minutes ago, Moon3ye said:

I kind of hope that the nanny is Evie, that would be really exciting.

Morgan has freed herself and found the ad and sends Evie there or brings her there.

 

This was my first thought.

Good chapter. This may be an understatement but these rich people suck. I hope thier island has a self-destruct that they can trigger on the way out. After freeing the other slaves of course.

[kerry]

I agree: my first thought was Evie as well.

[LittleFallenPrincess]

2 hours ago, Sarah Penguin said:

New nanny will be perry the platypus in disguise.

? How did you get it so quickly?

1 hour ago, Moon3ye said:

I hope no one feels offended now but with this whole slave number, with shock collars and deadly shocks during the escape, I'm the only one who thinks: Yes, for this you could only take Americans, no one else I would trust such an arrogant behavior.

I am really curious how they will escape from the island or if they will escape at all.

Honestly this is a private island if Faith somehow manages to get Evie there and maybe Morgan is still alive and gets there too you could kill these two rich Americans and they keep the island.

Free the slaves let them go home or stay there, just under better conditions, I assume that when the two people are dead Faith somehow manages to get access to the money and cause a lot of chaos.

I'm worried that as long as Faith has been there (about a week until the nanny arrives) the damage to her legs could be long term.

I kind of hope that the nanny is Evie, that would be really exciting.

Morgan has freed herself and found the ad and sends Evie there or brings her there.

 

To be fair, it's not a specific country that could be like this. And people have to remember, in this dimension, the timeline is very different. Things progressed much quicker than in our own. I've not gone into the history in that much detail, but things could have been very different regarding all this.

Basically what I'm saying is rich people with no laws to hold them back = bad. No matter the country they're from. ?

As for the identity of the Nanny and seeing Evie or Morgan again, you'll just have to wait ?

The damage... is probably long term by now. Everything that has been done to her would require extensive repair/healing.

53 minutes ago, TerranV said:

This was my first thought.

Good chapter. This may be an understatement but these rich people suck. I hope thier island has a self-destruct that they can trigger on the way out. After freeing the other slaves of course.

A self destruct would be very good! ?

14 minutes ago, kerry said:

I agree: my first thought was Evie as well.

We'll find out the identity of the Nanny on Monday! ?

[YourFNF]

5 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

So why didn’t they just get some of those instead of keeping these people enslaved like animals?

Or just hire sex workers for their kink shit. Fuck a lot of people would jump at the chance to sugar for someone this loaded if they wanted something more natural.

These bastards enjoy the fucking power trip. They like hurting people and breaking them.

*is quietly taking notes for the big crimes against humanity political style trial before the all soviets and seething*

5 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

And if you act up, or I just feel like it... you’ll get a less lethal, but still quite painful shock to your system. So behave. ALL OF YOU!” She screamed that least part to remind the rest of the maids working on the garden.

*Angry Slavic yelling and cursing and furious writing to request an immediate termination order from the Politburo*

5 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

“Yes Ma’am.” The maid gave a weak smile and nodded.

 

And with that outburst finished, Anna left the nursery again.

Honestly shock collar be damned... This woman couldn't stop me from breaking her trachea in time to set off a lethal charge. And honestly going out myself would be worth it just to take the bitch with me.

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 32 - Faith's New Nanny

Glitch in Nanny - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

Today was the day.

Today was the day I’d find out who was actually going to be looking after me from now on.

Because it certainly wasn’t going to be Lady Anna.

She had hired an actual Nanny, one willing to come live here. She even arranged for a spare room for her to stay in, separate from the bunks the servants had to sleep in.

And this Nanny... whoever she is... was going to be caring for me. So I hoped to whatever higher power that she was nice. I don’t know what I’d do if she wasn’t.

For this special occasion, Anna had ordered one of the staff to dress me in a short, babyish dress. Turns out it was the same dress I was sent here in.

And as I sat in the stroller in the garden, happy that I was allowed some fresh air finally, I waited alongside Anna and a few of the servants who stood behind us.

“She should be here any minute. I think you’ll like her. She had very good qualifications and seemed very excited at the prospect of looking after someone like you! Maybe whilst you spend a bit of time getting used to each other, I can figure out what fun we can have together baby. Would you like that?” Anna said, in the way adults would talk down to babies.

I HATED the sound of that. But I clapped my hands excitedly anyway.

“I thought so. Oh look! On the horizon!” Anna pointed forwards.

I looked at where she was pointing, and just on the horizon, there was a small dot.

The closer it got, the more I recognised the boat I had arrived in.

 

As everyone stood at the top of the stairs leading down to the dock (including me, sat in the stroller), we watched as a woman, who was no older than 30, get off the boat with a large rucksack hanging over her shoulder.

She was... gorgeous. Long legs hidden by a long, smart skirt, a denim blouse covering her large breasts, long blonde hair with oversized sunglasses covering half of her face... she looked like the Nanny I had always dreamed of having when I was first getting into the kink. The thickness of her thighs and arms made me wonder if she could carry me half as well as Steve did.

“Hi there! It’s lovely to meet you!” Anna introduced herself to the new Nanny as she reached the top of the stairs.

“It’s lovely to be here, thank you for this opportunity. This is Faith, I assume?” The woman said, pointing at me.

Even her voice was heavenly. It was a typical Queen’s English accent, not common like mine. She was born into wealth for sure.

Probably why she’s okay working with someone who was bought like a pet... she’s probably seen plenty of people like everyone here.

Thinking about that made my fascination with her disappear in an instant. Suddenly she became just like Anna... some rich snob looking down on people and using them.

She bent down and looked at me. Pulling her sunglasses down, she smiled as her beautiful blue eyes stared back at me.

I blushed. I wanted to hide my face but I couldn’t. I was strapped to the stroller by my arms, legs and waist, so there was no way I could move anything right now.

“Hello there little one. I’m Nanny Victoria. But you can call me Nanny, or Vicky if you’d prefer.”

“She can’t do much other than babble.” Anna informed her.

“Oh dear. That’s a shame. But don’t worry Faith, I’ll take extra good care of you, okay?” She winked at me.

She seemed nice. But still... I couldn’t trust anyone. So I kept the act up again and started shouting happily.

I was quickly silenced when Anna shoved a dummy in my mouth.

“Well she seems to like you. That’s a good start.” Anna said with annoyance in her voice.

“I’m glad.” Victoria said, smiling at me.

“So Victoria... I assume you read the introduction package I sent?”

“I did.”

“And everything within it in okay with you?”

“Completely.”

“Good. Some people get awkward when it comes to the help. And you’re okay with the salary agreed?”

“More than adequate, thank you Mrs Reed.”

“Good. You’ll be shown to your living quarters by the staff. I have to go arrange some important business with my acquaintances, please take Faith back to her nursery and... well... be Nanny!”

“Will do Mrs Reed.” Victoria nodded.

Anna walked off back into the house, leaving me with Victoria. Or Vicky as she apparently liked to be called.

“So Faith... where exactly is the nursery?” she asked.

I babbled a bit from behind the dummy.

“Ah yes. Hmm... excuse me... sir?” She turned to Steve and poked him on the shoulder.

‘Sir? Maybe I judged too quickly. No rich snob would call Steve ‘Sir’!’

“Yes, Miss Victoria?” he answered.

“Sorry, what’s your name?”

“Michael, Ma’am.”

“Michael, can you show me to the nursery? I don’t know my way around yet and Mrs Reed left rather... suddenly.”

“She will do that, Ma’am. Let me show you around.”

“Thank you Michael.”

Putting her backpack on the back of my stroller, Vicky stood behind me and pushed me back into the building, following closely behind Michael.

‘Steve... Michael... close enough!’ I thought to myself as I smiled behind my dummy.

 

Michael showed Vicky around the property.

I had to go through the whole tour speech a second time, although this time it was a lot more interesting as Michael was much better at describing things and making things sound a lot more interesting.

Vicky seemed interested too, she sounded enthusiastic as she nodded along and responded to his tour.

At the end of it, we arrived at the nursery.

“And this, this is the nursery. This is where little Faith will spend most of her time. The Lady of the house doesn’t spend much time with her, so Faith is stuck in here.” Michael sighed.

“What about Mr Reed?” Vicky asked.

“Oh he barely spends any time outside his office or the sauna. You’ll get even less out of him. Just be careful around him, he has a bit of a... temper.”

“Thanks for the advice, I appreciate it.”

Michael looked at his watch and seemed nervous.

“Sorry, I do need to go, I’m now running behind on my tasks.” He said.

“Oh no! I’m sorry to keep you so long, please, go, I don’t want to get you in trouble!”

“It’s no trouble, I’m sure Lady Anna will understand.”

And with that, Michael ran off back down the hallway.

“Let’s see where you’re staying then...” Vicky said as she opened the door to the nursery.

 

As she pushed me into the nursery, she took in everything in the room.

“Wow... they are... wealthy! Bit old fashioned for my taste though...” she commented.

‘Thank fuck. At least she has that going for her...’

“Right, how about we get you settled in the playpen whilst I have a look around at what we’ve got in here, hey?”

She unbuckled me from the stroller and lifted me up.

I was impressed that she could lift me so easily!

Placing me down in the playpen, she stood back up and pushed the stroller over to the doorway.

“Right. You play with your toys for a bit little one. I’ll just see what you’ve got in here...”

And so I did exactly that. I played with some blocks and a couple of dolls, occasionally changing my focus over to what she was doing.

From what I could see and hear, she was just seeing what things we had in here.

“Crib, very big... nice. Playpen of course... ooh that’s a nice highchair... changing table, nice and big for a baby like you... lots of toys and nappies...”

‘Nappies! Thank you! Something a bit more familiar!’

“This is a nice nursery. Nice and clean too. So far.”

Suddenly the nursery door burst open, and as I turned to look, there stood Anna.

“How are you finding it all, Victoria?” She asked.

“It’s a lovely nursery! Exactly the kind I always loved!” she replied.

‘Wait... no it’s not, she just said... she’s lying!’

But obviously I couldn’t say anything.

“Thank you. I had to get something perfect, just to stick it to those friends of mine.” Anna smirked.

“Ah, friendly rivalry I presume?” Victoria responded.

“You presume right. You have experience?”

“My mother. She was similar to you.”

“Oh don’t, please, you’ll make me feel old!” Anna gave Victoria a gentle, friendly push.

“Sorry Mrs Reed, no offence. You barely look a day over 30!”

‘Lies... she’s really sucking up to her. Why? Is she hoping she can get in on their little circle?’

“You flatter me. Anyway, how are things with little Faith?”

“She’s absolutely adorable. I can see why you wanted her so badly.”

“As soon as my agent showed me her picture, I just knew I had to have her. But then the dream is very different from reality. I found I was not well suited for taking care of a little one like her. She’s more of a... hobby.”

“I see. And that’s why you needed a Nanny? One like me?” Vicky asked.

“Exactly. I was surprised at how quickly you came recommended! And your qualifications and experience... I have to ask... why is it that you wanted this position?”

“I’ve wanted a little one for a long time, but back in London there are a lot of laws regarding... you know. So I couldn’t. Then I saw your advert and knew that would be my best opportunity to look after a regressed little one like Faith here.”

“So you’re aware of the kink then?” Anna asked.

“Oh yes. But I never got fully into it. I didn’t want just any normal little one. I wanted a regressed one. But without leaving the country, there was no chance. And even then, I don’t have the finances to purchase one.”

‘Seriously? This is my new Nanny?’ I thought to myself as the two continued chatting.

“Ah I see. Well you’ll be looking after Faith full time, so I hope that satisfies the need you have.”

“I believe it will, thank you Mrs Reed.”

“Oh please, call me Anna.”

“Oh of course, Anna. I must say, I love your home by the way. The design is so... classic!”

“Thank you! Who showed you around?” asked Anna.

“Michael.”

“I don’t know the names of the help, sorry. Which one is that?”

“The one with that handsome jaw and stubble?”

“Oh yes, the one who has been looking after Faith. Along with that Spanish girl... I can’t remember her name.”

“Well he showed me around. I hope he isn’t in trouble for slacking on his duties whilst helping me?”

“Because he showed initiative, I’ll forgive him this once if he’s behind on his duties.”

“Oh thank you, Anna. I appreciate that. He was so helpful.”

“Well, I’ll leave you two to it. I assume it’ll be feeding time soon for little Faith. You... umm... you weren’t lying when you said you could... you know... feed one of these?”

“Oh I assure you, I’m fully capable of nursing a little one like little Faith here.” Victoria looked over and winked at me.

“Honestly, I can’t believe we found you at such short notice! It’s like the Gods blessed us!”

“Anna, it is my honour. Getting to work for such a distinguished person, whilst also getting to care for such a cute little one like Faith... I’m the lucky one.”

“I think you’ll fit right in here. I’ll leave you to it, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask the staff.” Anna waved and walked off.

“Thank you Anna. Have a good evening!”

And with that, Anna left the nursery, leaving the two of us alone again.

 

“Right, little one, I just need to do a quick check, then we’ll get you fed, okay?” Vicky said before doing another lap of the room, this time checking under the furniture, probably for dust and dirt. She seemed to be a bit of a clean freak.

Coming to the conclusion that the nursery was completely clean, she walked back over to me and stepped into the playpen.

Sitting down against the wall, she grabbed my hand and pulled me over.

I didn’t resist. I didn’t fight it. I just let it happen. I couldn’t trust anyone here. Not yet. It was still early days, I’d have to wait a long time before revealing to anyone that I wasn’t regressed.

If there was anyone I could trust anyway. These collars meant people were subservient to Anna and William, and probably scared to cross them. They may just rat me out the instant I reveal my secret.

So for now, I wait. I wait and I take stock of everything everyone does. I find an ally. I find my way out.

As Vicky lay me back in the familiar pose, I knew what was coming next as she unbuttoned her shirt and opened it up, revealing her large breasts.

“Come on then sweetie...” she said, pulling my head closer and closer.

Knowing better than to fight it, I opened my mouth and latched, suckling gently at her breast. The taste of breast milk hit my tongue and I couldn’t believe how my life had turned out.

 

Just as I settled in, letting this new, strange woman nurse me, she looked down at me.

Smiling, she lifted her free arm, the one not holding my head, up to her chest.

And she did something I was not expecting.

Tucking my hair behind my ear, she smiled down at me.

“Hey Red.”

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

Ha I knew it Morgan!!!

Morgan has milk she can breastfeed Faith.

And the search of the premises was probably to check if there were bugs for surveillance.

That's awesome Faith can reveal herself to her and then they can escape or kill those rich snobs (honestly who would look for them if it said "sorry they fell off the island and no one could save them because of the collars").

I am curious about Morgan's story, so how could she save herself, how did she get the info, why can she act the same way as these snobs.

Oh this is going to be so exciting.

It would be funny if she somehow hid Evie in her suitcase in parts and secretly put them together as a support.

[Bluebird67]

Is it Morgan or is it Evie with some cosmetic changes and Morgan back in control?

[TerranV]

26 minutes ago, Bluebird67 said:

Is it Morgan or is it Evie with some cosmetic changes and Morgan back in control?

Modified Evie being controlled I'm guessing. Its safer than going herself and Evie can be a killing machine. 

I also suspect that Faith would recognize Morgan under any disguise.

[Moon3ye]

56 minutes ago, Bluebird67 said:

Is it Morgan or is it Evie with some cosmetic changes and Morgan back in control?

29 minutes ago, TerranV said:

Modified Evie being controlled I'm guessing. Its safer than going herself and Evie can be a killing machine. 

I also suspect that Faith would recognize Morgan under any disguise.

Oh that is of course again a better call than mine that it is directly Morgan and she has Evie maybe in the luggage.

We know that some time must have passed, roughly I would say 8-10 days.

That means Morgan could have already come up with a plan and modified Evie's appearance for another operation and then discovered the call.

I also wonder where Morgan is so on the road, so social circles, that she can even find such a job posting.

I mean imagine here on this page would appear such an advertisement.

Seeking: A nanny for a regressed little one in a closed gate community ( said not island on purpose because I wanted to keep it "realistic", if you know what I mean).

That would probably make a lot of us here suspicious, wouldn't it?

[kerry]

I agree with the notion that this is Evie, not Morgan, with Morgan at the helm. It would be far less difficult to transform Evie's features, and even if she were willing to have cosmetic surgery, Morgan would have needed time both to make an appointment and to recover, neither of which seems possible in the brief time that has passed. If that is the case, it is pretty much what I expected and hoped for.

Another advantage of Evie in this situation: she might be able to robotically short-circuit the collars and allow for a mass exodus...after killing Anna and her husband, of course. ?

[Sarah Penguin]

3 hours ago, Bluebird67 said:

Is it Morgan or is it Evie with some cosmetic changes and Morgan back in control?

       Platypus.

[Bluebird67]

19 hours ago, Sarah Penguin said:

       Platypus.

Of course! Makes much more sense! ?

[YourFNF]

On 12/13/2021 at 11:53 AM, LittleFallenPrincess said:

Tucking my hair behind my ear, she smiled down at me.

“Hey Red.”

 

 

Holy fuck I knew it! That is the sound of Chechov's gun firing!

[Sarah Penguin]

8 hours ago, Bluebird67 said:

Of course! Makes much more sense! ?

8 hours ago, Bluebird67 said:

Of course! Makes much more sense! ?

:
)

[YourFNF]

On 12/13/2021 at 11:53 AM, LittleFallenPrincess said:

Tucking my hair behind my ear, she smiled down at me.

“Hey Red.”

One thing that's bugging me though....

This feels way to fucking easy though now that the cavalries here apparently...

Like all you need to do is 3D print a composite caseless pistol and disguise it broken down in a way that could get it through a scanner. Probably by hiding it as components in personal electronics like a laptop or portable game console. That would get it through both metal detectors and X-ray/millimeter wave scanners. That and a ceramic knife in a bra holster with a highneck dress or top to hide it and your golden.

At that point taking these two out would seem to be so easy that even someone basically untrained like me could do it.

Let's say you have ten rounds in the pistol and no spare mag.

Heir Bastard Mc. Bastard Face is apparently always in his office so all I have to do is roll up in there while he's distracted on his work station. I put two center mass at point blank which with red dot site is trivial even for an untrained shooter.

Then I use his computer still logged in to disable security including the collars. From there I still have 8 rounds and the knife to go deal with Frau Stepford Bitch. Who shouldn't be exactly a challenge.

Hell if you wanted to be extra sneaky with much lowere odds of detection but much higher risk of execution in failure....

Bring insulin and injection kit claiming to be diabetic. Give them both a full syringe in their sleep. Problem solved.

Like if I wanted to kill these fascist  fuck wits I could absolutely do it and be home in time for a nice celebratory diner and a good nights sleep knowing I did humanity a service.

....

Except....

That feels too easy...

I smell a rat...

[Moon3ye]

3 hours ago, YourFNF said:

One thing that's bugging me though....

This feels way to fucking easy though now that the cavalries here apparently...

Like all you need to do is 3D print a composite caseless pistol and disguise it broken down in a way that could get it through a scanner. Probably by hiding it as components in personal electronics like a laptop or portable game console. That would get it through both metal detectors and X-ray/millimeter wave scanners. That and a ceramic knife in a bra holster with a highneck dress or top to hide it and your golden.

At that point taking these two out would seem to be so easy that even someone basically untrained like me could do it.

Let's say you have ten rounds in the pistol and no spare mag.

Heir Bastard Mc. Bastard Face is apparently always in his office so all I have to do is roll up in there while he's distracted on his work station. I put two center mass at point blank which with red dot site is trivial even for an untrained shooter.

Then I use his computer still logged in to disable security including the collars. From there I still have 8 rounds and the knife to go deal with Frau Stepford Bitch. Who shouldn't be exactly a challenge.

Hell if you wanted to be extra sneaky with much lowere odds of detection but much higher risk of execution in failure....

Bring insulin and injection kit claiming to be diabetic. Give them both a full syringe in their sleep. Problem solved.

Like if I wanted to kill these fascist  fuck wits I could absolutely do it and be home in time for a nice celebratory diner and a good nights sleep knowing I did humanity a service.

....

Except....

That feels too easy...

I smell a rat...

After so many stories from Princess, you don't trust her anymore, am I right?

I also find it too easy and am really curious how it is solved or what still goes wrong.

[LittleFallenPrincess]

On 12/13/2021 at 5:17 PM, Moon3ye said:

Ha I knew it Morgan!!!

Morgan has milk she can breastfeed Faith.

And the search of the premises was probably to check if there were bugs for surveillance.

That's awesome Faith can reveal herself to her and then they can escape or kill those rich snobs (honestly who would look for them if it said "sorry they fell off the island and no one could save them because of the collars").

I am curious about Morgan's story, so how could she save herself, how did she get the info, why can she act the same way as these snobs.

Oh this is going to be so exciting.

It would be funny if she somehow hid Evie in her suitcase in parts and secretly put them together as a support.

On 12/13/2021 at 5:33 PM, Bluebird67 said:

Is it Morgan or is it Evie with some cosmetic changes and Morgan back in control?

On 12/13/2021 at 6:00 PM, TerranV said:

Modified Evie being controlled I'm guessing. Its safer than going herself and Evie can be a killing machine. 

I also suspect that Faith would recognize Morgan under any disguise.

On 12/13/2021 at 6:29 PM, Moon3ye said:

Oh that is of course again a better call than mine that it is directly Morgan and she has Evie maybe in the luggage.

We know that some time must have passed, roughly I would say 8-10 days.

That means Morgan could have already come up with a plan and modified Evie's appearance for another operation and then discovered the call.

I also wonder where Morgan is so on the road, so social circles, that she can even find such a job posting.

I mean imagine here on this page would appear such an advertisement.

Seeking: A nanny for a regressed little one in a closed gate community ( said not island on purpose because I wanted to keep it "realistic", if you know what I mean).

That would probably make a lot of us here suspicious, wouldn't it?

Quite a few of you thought of the same thing ? I mean... it does make the most sense. Evie is stronger, more durable, and can be modified so Sadie doesn't recognise her...

On 12/13/2021 at 6:51 PM, kerry said:

I agree with the notion that this is Evie, not Morgan, with Morgan at the helm. It would be far less difficult to transform Evie's features, and even if she were willing to have cosmetic surgery, Morgan would have needed time both to make an appointment and to recover, neither of which seems possible in the brief time that has passed. If that is the case, it is pretty much what I expected and hoped for.

Another advantage of Evie in this situation: she might be able to robotically short-circuit the collars and allow for a mass exodus...after killing Anna and her husband, of course. ?

Exactly ^^^

On 12/13/2021 at 9:18 PM, Sarah Penguin said:

       Platypus.

Yes! How did you guess?

22 hours ago, Bluebird67 said:

Of course! Makes much more sense! ?

??

20 hours ago, YourFNF said:

Holy fuck I knew it! That is the sound of Chechov's gun firing!

11 hours ago, YourFNF said:

One thing that's bugging me though....

This feels way to fucking easy though now that the cavalries here apparently...

Like all you need to do is 3D print a composite caseless pistol and disguise it broken down in a way that could get it through a scanner. Probably by hiding it as components in personal electronics like a laptop or portable game console. That would get it through both metal detectors and X-ray/millimeter wave scanners. That and a ceramic knife in a bra holster with a highneck dress or top to hide it and your golden.

At that point taking these two out would seem to be so easy that even someone basically untrained like me could do it.

Let's say you have ten rounds in the pistol and no spare mag.

Heir Bastard Mc. Bastard Face is apparently always in his office so all I have to do is roll up in there while he's distracted on his work station. I put two center mass at point blank which with red dot site is trivial even for an untrained shooter.

Then I use his computer still logged in to disable security including the collars. From there I still have 8 rounds and the knife to go deal with Frau Stepford Bitch. Who shouldn't be exactly a challenge.

Hell if you wanted to be extra sneaky with much lowere odds of detection but much higher risk of execution in failure....

Bring insulin and injection kit claiming to be diabetic. Give them both a full syringe in their sleep. Problem solved.

Like if I wanted to kill these fascist  fuck wits I could absolutely do it and be home in time for a nice celebratory diner and a good nights sleep knowing I did humanity a service.

....

Except....

That feels too easy...

I smell a rat...

I have to say... a lot of you are talking about how they could kill the rich couple. Who's to say they don't have a deadman's switch that kills all their slaves if anything happens to them? What if there's security for the island watching through cameras, ready to press the kill switch as soon as someone acts up or tries to harm the couple?

If any of you did what you're all suggesting... Faith would die in an instant.

8 hours ago, Moon3ye said:

After so many stories from Princess, you don't trust her anymore, am I right?

I also find it too easy and am really curious how it is solved or what still goes wrong.

Oh damn. Am I that obvious? ?

[Moon3ye]

16 minutes ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

Oh damn. Am I that obvious? ?

I wouldn't call it obvious.

We only know after 2 completed and 2 ongoing stories how mean you can be and how much pleasure you take in torturing.

The dead man's switch is of course a thought I left out.

But since Faith has already captured all the wireless routers in the mansion and the "nanny" is Evie, maybe she can hack into the system.

Advantages would be:

She could activate a loop on the surveillance cameras for people from off the island who might be watching.

She could find the deadman switch or maybe a way to disable the collars remotely.

Advantage of deactivation: She could deactivate the collars, drop them from the necks of the prisoners, maybe cliché like in movies, and then tell everyone over a loudspeaker system that they are now free to do whatever they want. 

What happens in this case with these rich people should be clear, especially if you consider that it has so far made the impression that except for the couple only prisoners live on the island.